Years My Dad Never Had

Like other older adults with a parent who died young, I am aware that I am living years that my dad never had. Last week, on a day I spent all morning leisurely writing and all afternoon leisurely fishing, it occurred to me that not only have I outlived my dad by more...

Autumn Arrived Before the Soltice

Two Sundays ago autumn let me know that it had arrived. I needed a fall jacket to sit outside for my morning writing. The squirrels in the yard all had bushy tails. It was only a few weeks earlier that I’d observed that their tails were unusually scraggly. If the...

A Slippery Landing

Last week I wrote about the joys of autumn fishing. I may have spoken too soon. Yesterday a friend and I tried to go fishing on Lake Onalaska, and we barely got a line in the water. The afternoon started out as it is supposed to. It had rained all morning, but twenty...

Autumn Fishing on the Upper Mississippi

I think that the autumn fish frenzy has started. If so, this is an unusual year. It is unusual not because it has come early, but because I seemed to have discovered it before other fishermen have. That would be a first. The fish frenzy is a month on the Upper...

Verona

Xiao Wu was one of a half dozen international college students who Manyu and I have hosted over the years. Upon his graduation from the University of Wisconsin-La Crosse, he moved back to China to work as a counselor in a mental health facility. After a couple years...
Steven Simpson